My ring is too bad

Chapter 535 Martial Arts Academy
After returning from the doomsday plane, Fang Gan appeared in the bedroom of the Zhang Family Martial Arts Hall.

At this moment, the genius outside had just begun to shine.

Fang Gan got up and walked out of the room, only to find that Zhang Xiaocun was standing in the yard practicing stance.

"Brother Xiaocun, did you get up so early?"

Fang Gan walked over to greet Zhang Xiaocun.

Zhang Xiaocun smiled and said: "I don't know why, after chatting with you yesterday, I felt as if I suddenly became enlightened, and I also had a lot of new insights into our Zhang family's martial arts.

Some places that I didn't understand or couldn't do when practicing martial arts, now I have a transparent feeling. "

Fang Gan nodded, yesterday he used spiritual power to secretly open up Zhang Xiaocun's meridians and sort out his dantian, it's normal for Zhang Xiaocun to feel this way.

"Brother Xiaocun, come on, you can definitely become the old man's expectation." Fang Gan encouraged.

"Well, but A-gan, you have something to hide from me. It's hard for me."

Zhang Xiaocun raised his finger and pointed at Fang Gan, and said: "You kid unexpectedly became the chief instructor of martial arts in the whole country, it shows how good you are, and you didn't even tell me.

And I finally know why you were so swearing yesterday. It turns out that you already knew about the whole people practicing martial arts. "

"Hey, brother Xiaocun, are you willing to open a martial arts school with official support? In this way, the Zhang family martial arts school and the Zhang family's family martial arts will surely be carried forward and famous all over the world." Fang Gan laughed twice, Ask along the topic.

Wuyuan is also an inevitable trend in the future.

After the whole people practiced martial arts, except for the Canglong Nine Styles and Canglong Nine Changes contributed by Fang Gan.

Other sects and sects or people with real martial arts inheritance can cooperate with the Taian Bureau to open martial arts schools and recruit students.

The Tai'an Bureau will also provide special funding and key support for some outstanding martial arts inheritances.

In this way, Tai'an Bureau has achieved its goals and has a better management system.

Various sects and major martial arts families also have channels to continue to thrive in the new era.

In the future, all the people will practice martial arts, and under the competition of the general environment, the advantages of martial artists from all schools and factions will disappear.

In addition, the martial arts cheats released for free in the Tai'an Bureau are far better than many sects and families.

The reason why these sects and martial arts inheritances are allowed to open martial arts schools is that firstly, it can give them a way out, secondly, it is convenient for management, and thirdly, it can be close to the characteristics of various places, and it also avoids the trouble of insufficient teaching staff.

Having said that, those sects and inheritors of martial arts who founded the martial arts academy are actually considered non-staff members of the Taian Bureau.

Zhang Xiaocun said: "I have two dreams since I was a child, one is to become a martial arts master and carry forward my family's martial arts gym.

The second is to join the Taian Bureau to defend society and stability.

Now that I have this opportunity, how could I not agree? "

"However, you still have to help cure my dad first, and ask for my dad's permission." Zhang Xiaocun looked at Fang Gan.

"That's a trivial matter, let's go, take me to see the old owner." Fang Gan waved his hand.

Hearing the words, Zhang Xiaocun stopped standing still, stretched his waist, exhaled a long breath, turned around and led Fang Gan to the old owner's room.

The old owner has also woken up, although his mind is not clear, his body is already a little weak.

But the old owner still maintains the habit of getting up early every day, sitting at the window watching the sun rise, and slowly smoking hookah.

Fang Gan walked up to the old owner, turned the healing talisman into an extremely pure energy, raised his hand and patted the old owner's back, this energy immediately gushed out, and began to repair the dantian in the main body of the old building and meridian damage.

At the same time, Fang Gan also split a ray of divine sense to repair the brain damage of the old curator.

Although it is an insignificant strand to Fang Gan.

But this ray of divine thought fell into the mind of the old hall owner, but it instantly turned into a golden ocean, covering all the places that had dried up due to the lack of spiritual power, and repaired frantically.

The whole process is very complicated to describe, but it is actually completed in just a few seconds.

Fang Gan's palm left the old owner's back, and the old owner's eyes instantly regained their former look.

"You are?" The old owner turned his head to look at Fang Gan, and said, "I feel like I'm dreaming. After a long time of muddling, I'm finally awake."

"I'm Brother Xiaocun's friend." Fang Gan said.

"Xiaocun..." the old museum owner murmured upon hearing the words.

"Dad." Zhang Xiaocun strode forward, with a happy smile on his face, he could clearly feel the changes in his father's body.

"Xiaocun, don't you work in the police force? Why did you come back?" the old owner asked with a frown.

"Old owner, don't you remember anything about the time when you were sick?" Fang Qian said helplessly.

"Sick?" The old museum owner asked doubtfully: "I am in good health, how can I get sick?"

As he said that, the old curator stood up from the chair, but the cigarette pouch in his hand fell to the ground because he lost his grip.

The old owner wanted to bend down to pick it up, but he felt his head was dizzy and his legs and feet were weak.

"What's wrong with me?"

The old gym owner felt his body with some surprise.

"Old master, you practiced kung fu before and forcibly broke through to the realm of a master, which damaged your body, caused serious illness, and depleted your fundamental vitality."

Fang Gan said: "Brother Xiao Cun came back and took care of you for a long time. It was a coincidence that I came here this time, so I helped you heal the old man."

"I remember that I did break through and become a martial arts master." The old pavilion owner nodded thoughtfully, and said, "It's just that after breaking through, I felt that my Qi and blood were not going well, and I vomited blood and passed out."

The old owner looked at Fang Qian suspiciously and said, "According to what you said, I suffered serious internal injuries. How did you, a young kid, have the ability to heal me?"

"That's it."

Fang Gan became a little impatient when he heard the words, and didn't want to talk nonsense with the old man, so he snapped his fingers and shot out a sharp aura.

The spiritual energy pierced through the air, directly piercing through the big bluestone outside the window not far away.

After a while, cracks appeared on the big bluestone, more and more cracks started to spread from that hole, and finally the whole big bluestone turned into countless broken stones.

Seeing this, the old owner was a little surprised, but also a little unbelievable, and exclaimed: "You can still have such power with your inner strength and outer strength, you, are you a congenital master?"

Fang Gan nodded perfunctorily, and didn't want to correct him. He told the old pavilion master that he was actually a Dzogchen existence in the Jindan stage, and that the innate master couldn't even stop his eyes.

But Fang Gan estimated that even if he told the old hall owner, he would not be able to understand the existence of the golden elixir realm.

Since a congenital master is already a shocking state in the eyes of the old pavilion master, then Fang Gan simply considers himself a congenital.

If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaocun's face, he would have dared to question himself when someone was healed by him. With Fang Gan's temper, he would have been patient if he didn't destroy the other person again.

(End of this chapter)